Lyrics:
What are we coming to?
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the golden ones
Written in pain,
What are we coming to?
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the golden ones
Written in pain,
That has taken me by storm
There's one thing I am wondering
What exactly do you see that makes you wanna stay?
I don't deserve your attention
The way she kisses so tenderly
The way she gives her love to me
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
over
There's a climax coming in my way
Move over, move over
There's a climax coming in my way
I don't like you, don't compromise
Shattered by your
tonight? And dance by the light of the moon!
We tracked the bandit way out west, way out west, way out west
Where the beautiful sunsets are the best
and take two steps more.
It's your life to do what you want to,
By the way you push yourself out to the fore,
And whatever you think of the reason,
You
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
Please just give me a part of your delicious heart
Just to be sure that you are only mine
Let me show you the real way to my universe
So you can join
a smart, he ain't but a-quizzin'
But with one thing he knows how to keep 'em all his
(chorus)
(instrumental)
Way down yonder by the forks
and sad
And are so goddamn cruel.
Oh, the apple blossom rag
Lord, I'm such a fool
For things that sing so sweet and sad
And are so goddamn cruel.
By the way
You've been uninvited
'Cause all you say
Are all the same things I did
Copycat tryna cop my manner
Watch your back when you can't
of me tonight, am I close to where you are? (To where you are?)
Lay me down
And tell me everything will be alright (Things will be alright)
Things
made that way
And if that ain't lovin' me
Then all I've got to say
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
and start the same old way
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line, the weather's cool, the folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine, p. s. I love you
or more
If I get there before the snow flies
And if things are lookin' good
I could meet you if I sent you down the fare
But by then it would be
on the Appian way
He said, "It's hard to stop this bingein' once you get a taste
But the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste"
Behold the bitten apple
Milk it for all it's worth
Make sure you get them first
The apple of your eye
The rotten core inside
We are all prisoners
Things couldn't get
to say.
Haven't you noticed,
Suddenly I 'm bright and breezy,
Because of all the beautiful and new
Things I'm learning about you
Day by day.
Gettin'
territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl, honey
'Cause of you, I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you, I'm running out
The hills are full of secrets
Owls watch by night
Down in town the bars are full
And the drunks are picking fights
These are things I know
But
made that way
And if that ain't lovin' me
Then all I've got to say
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
we both realize that shadows pass
I would never change or try to rearrange a thing about you dear
I'll love you just the way you are through all
I used to be the apple of your eye
I had yo with me every day,
But now whenever you are passing by
You're always looking the other way
It's
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